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Sunday, June 18, 2017

Guardian Angels – Protection (18)

Once breakfast was over, Cass became all business.
"We're using my car," she informed Kip. "It's safer. Jamie,
you're to hold your father's hand and stay right beside him when you leave the
building. Neither of you come outside until I let you know it's safe."

Kip looked at his son and saw his own fear echoed in
Jamie's eyes. He tried to smile, saying, "And the big adventure begins,
right?"

Jamie nodded slowly, looking around as he did.
"He's not here," he barely whispered.

Knowing who he meant, and not wanting Jamie any more
afraid than he already was, Kip told him, "Your angel's probably doing
just what Cass and Mack are, making certain it's safe to go to her car."
He didn't believe that, but apparently Jamie did because he seemed a bit less
fearful.

"Let's go down," Cass said, after checking
the hallway. Kip noticed she had her hand on her gun. When they reached the
elevator, she took it out of the holster, holding it by her side, away from
Jamie's view. As soon as the elevator door opened on the ground floor, she
stepped in front of Kip and Jamie, scanning the lobby before beckoning them to
join her. At the front door, she pointed to the side, indicating they should
wait for her signal.

Kip moved to put Jamie behind him while he watched
Cass with bated breath. Her car was directly in front of the building, less
than ten feet away, but to him it seemed like it took her forever to get to it.
He knew that was because she was checking everything in her view, looking for
any place Stewart might be hiding, either in another car, on a rooftop,
wherever. She paused momentarily before carefully inching her way around her
car to the driver's side. He heard the click that meant she'd automatically
unlocked the doors. Then she beckoned for them to join her.

"Now," he said to Jamie, staring at the
empty sidewalk ahead of them.

Four things happened almost simultaneously as they
started toward the car. Someone yelled, "Down", a shot rang out, Kip
was shoved to the ground, and Jamie seemed to vanish, reappearing almost
instantly inside the vehicle. Kip heard more gunfire and prayed Cass was the
shooter. Without thinking of his own safety, he was on his feet again, calling
out Jamie's name, praying he hadn't been shot.

"Okay," he heard Jamie reply. The back door
of the car was open and his son was crouching on the floor in front of the
seat. Kip raced to him, diving in to cover him with his body. He was barely
aware of the sounds of running feet from outside the car.

"You got him," Mack shouted.

Cass replied, almost boastfully, "Of course I
did." She opened the back door on her side to tell Kip it was over.

* * * *

"That
was a bit close," Dave
muttered, as he watched several police officers descend on the scene.

"I
suspect Cass had to wait until Stewart showed himself before she could do
anything," Hal replied. "It wouldn't have looked good if she
took out a passing stranger. She played it well, though."

"Almost
too well. We barely got them out of danger. If we hadn't been there…"

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